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"boswellbaxter" wrote:The Target in our town (where my father works) was the scene of what seems to have been a murder-suicide this morning. My father is OK, but it's creepy because we shop at this Target nearly every day.

Oh my goodness, how awful! So glad your father is okay. I know exactly what you mean about how scary that sort of thing is--when I was in college someone went on a shooting spree on our campus and killed 2 people right where I would have been walking to class if I hadn't been running a few minutes late that morning.

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"Misfit" wrote:That always creeps me out when something like that happens at a place you're at on a regular basis.

My brother was in student accommodation in the Toxteth area of Liverpool at one point - and I was mightily relieved when he moved, because there were two murders on his route home while he was living there.

"Miss Moppet" wrote:My brother was in student accommodation in the Toxteth area of Liverpool at one point - and I was mightily relieved when he moved, because there were two murders on his route home while he was living there.

My bad, SM, didn't read the thread properly. (I remembered about your father but thought you must mean a stepfather. I still talk about my parents when I really mean my father and stepmother, mother being dead).

"Miss Moppet" wrote:My bad, SM, didn't read the thread properly. (I remembered about your father but thought you must mean a stepfather. I still talk about my parents when I really mean my father and stepmother, mother being dead).

My birth father was never really in the picture, so Nick was the only father I really knew. He was my mother's first husband and my sister and brother's birth father.

Mom and I went to the store today, and after we had finished checking out with our other stuff, mom reminds we need TP, so I go and get some, pay for it, and that's the last thing I remember about it, until she asks where it is and I can't for the life of me remember.

I call the store but no one turned it in and the driver of the Access van that took us home has stopped for the day and of course it's a temp, not an islander.

Thankfully the store said I can bring in the reciept and get a new package.

How strange! You didn't go for a coffee somewhere and leave it behind? Mind you, I wouldn't have thought it would be something you could mislay easily!! LOL. You don't think someone else has taken it accidentally on purpose??